“We’ll see you in Texas,” she says. OH GOOD. Wish I would have seen her here. I would have remembered that voice.

And here’s what I hate about this show. Shaun Kraisman shows up with no intent to truly audition and no true vocal talent. He’s there to get his face on TV with a lame Ryan Seacrest impression. And producers give him what he wants. Less Ken doll, more talent. Please.

Shannon Magrane (whose dad is former St. Louis Cardinals pitcher Joe Magrane) is 15 and shows up with her entire family. She has a clear, commercial voice but almost no grit. Sweet but bland.

Not here yet. Instead, we get Joshua Chavis, jerking his way though Jason Mraz. Waste.

Stephanie Renae is cute and clearly a student of the Carrie Underwood school. Probably the best so far, but that song. Ugh. Inside Your Heaven is one of the worst coronation song in the show’s history. But she has a promising voice.

Schyler Dixon, who auditioned last year with brother Colton, has a nice, smoky sound. He went far last year but is now only here to support his sister. The judges insist on hearing them both — and they’re both off to Hollywood. But he is far superior to her. And she doesn’t seem happy.

Lauren Mink has a sweet backstory about working with people with disabilities. And singing the title tune from a middling Gwyneth Paltrow movie earns raves from the judges. But was she really that good? Not sure. I need to hear more.

Mawueba Kodjo. Rascal Flatts. Didn’t understand a word. And then they drag it into the streets. Pain. So much.

Ashlee Altise initially seems like a mess. But I have to admit, her “joy hop” is fun. And her Beatles tune isn’t bad. She’s in! And finally — someone seems to actually be having fun and not so rehearsed.

W.T. Thompson isn’t better or worse than most of what we’ve seen. But the judges are torn. It’s up to the dawg — and he says yes. Another country boy in the mix. He could easily fill the Josh Gracin/Matt Rogers/Michael Sarver slot. Which means he’d eventually annoy me.

Another montage. This one dedicated to Steven Tyler. It looks like a commercial for the next VH1 Rock of Love.

NBA dancer Brittany Kerr is gorgeous, which means JLo is not having it. Randy and Steven, however, are — and she’s in. I actually don’t think she’s bad. But her days are likely numbered.

Phillip Phillips is last up, so he’s obviously going to be good. His take on Superstitious is so affected I almost can’t listen to it. He’s slightly better doing Thriller on guitar. But I’m still not sold. Haven’t we seen and heard this before? (YES.)